Orphic Stories

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a collection of contemporary poetry and prose from a girl who doesn't know but wants to this will be incomplete for a while as am i but you can still follow the story along *for a full experience, feel free to play the musical selections for each chapter while you read*

Prometheus is a Titan God who gave the gift of fire to mankind, and taught its use, enabling progress. Similarly He ignites the fire of the soul enabling progress on the spiritual path. I connect Him with the third Chakra or Psycokyla

A poem to the King of the Gods

Hyperion is the Titan God of light, father to other deities of light and celestial bodies - Helios, the Sun, Selene the Moon, and Eos of the Dawn. Hyperion is the guardian of the Eastern portion of the Heavens, where the Sun and Moon both rise, and from where Dawn spreads Her rosy light, arising from His Divjne light. Along with his sister-spouse Theia Euphrasia,he gives the gift of sight to mankind.

Kennedy Rhett didn't wish to wake up with strange, binary, numbers scattered on her wrist, in such a order, one that seemed oddly familiar. She also didn't wish for these numbers to appear in her life from that day forward. But why exactly are they there?

Poem in praise of the Goddess Hestia

Death is not the end. Not in this story. For some lucky humans who happen to be in the right place at the right time when their life comes to a close death is not permanent Death is purely a chrysalis-like state And when death ceases its hold, an Orphic is born from the ruins. - AUTHORS NOTE: My aim of this novel was to create a world that makes you, the reader, feel something. A world that shows you the magic that may be found in freedom and adventure. A world with moments so beautiful and breath-taking, they make you forget your own. It may be a story that contains death, chaos and darkness; but magic, love and beauty can sometimes blossom from the darkest of moments. - The moral right of the author has been asserted. All rights reserved. This story is published subject to the condition that it shall not be reproduced or retransmitted in whole or in part, in any manner, without the written consent of the copyright holder, and any infringement of this is a violation of copyright law.

A hymn in honour of Ares, the God of War, who helps us to fight the battles we face in life.

Ilios, or Helios is the Greek God of the Sun. This is a morning Prayer to the rising sun to ask for blessings on the day.

I thought it was the end. Now i wish it had been. In the year 2214 an apocalypse has raged. The world is full of demonic creatures with catastrophic tendencies. In a few months cities and settlements were overthrown with these beings. They reside in forests and dark places where they are given a sense of comfort. For years scientist have experimented and reasearched what humans label as "orphics" in hope of finding a resolution. Iris is a graduating student of Academy of Orphicism and has earned the title of caretaker. She is assigned to watch how two captured orphics behave. But when one of them escapes and she is left with no choice but to follow them she learns the true purpose of these beings and humanities barbaric ways. I'm not very good at updating so be aware of that This is my first time putting my ideas into a book so it might not be as great. I will edit it once it it is completed. Anyway enjoy this story. :) (I will probably regret writing this)

Ariadne is the mortal bride of Dionysos, though hers

Okeanus is the primal Greek God of water, from whence we derive the word Ocean. He is A Titan God, son of Ouranus and Gaia, and was thought of as the primal water surrounding the earth, the source of all rivers and seas. In mythology He remained neutral in the war between the Gods and the Titans, thus He can be seen as a God of transcendence, undefiled by squabbling and war. He is the most fertile of Gods, His offspring numbering thousands.

In a quaint small town, Kalia makes an unexpected connection with mysterious Estevan. As she navigates her way through her heart-wrenching past, she finds herself in a whirlwind of emotions she never expected. Their love story unfolds against a backdrop of hidden and unforseen twists, leaving Kalia questioning everything she thought she knew.

Geras is the Ancient Greek Daimon of Old Age. He Is often given a bad press, but the alternative to welcoming Geras into our lives is to die young. Geras brings long life and the chance to develop the wisdom that goes with experience.

In the vibrant chaos of university life, Kiro, an ordinary student who prefers the quiet hum of his own thoughts, finds himself drawn to the extraordinary. Xavier isn't just popular; he's a phenomenon - the charismatic president of the music club, the celebrated captain of the basketball varsity, and the undisputed king of the campus. Kiro, an introvert who thrives on solitude, knows the harsh truth: in Xavier's dazzling world, he's invisible. This is the story of an unspoken love, a yearning from afar, and the crushing realization that sometimes, the person you've fallen for doesn't even know you exist. Can a connection ever spark when one heart beats for another that's utterly, beautifully, maddeningly out of reach?

' Orphic (adj.) mysterious and entrancing, beyond ordinary understanding. ' Everyone's scared of the dark. Everyone's scared of death. Everyone's scared of a monster hiding underneath the bed. Everyone's scared of something. Arden is stuck in the afterlife. She doesn't know how she got there, how long she's been there and has no recollection of her past life. But the afterlife provides Arden with a distraction: she's now a ghost, and now she scares for a living. Ironic, huh?

The day following the winter solstice (Heliostasis), is celebrated as the birthday of Helios the Sun God (Helioyaenna). This is a poem in honour of the reborn Sun.